Chapter 192: The Cat’s In charge

On Colt’s head, there was a fat cat… a really proud and arrogant fat cat.

[You want to fight or something? I’ll rip your face off.] Fluff threatened with a deep voice.

“I-I… am sorry… this is my first time seeing a talking cat.” Pel stuttered to answer the almighty Lord Fluff.

[Then good for you. I would clap for you if I wasn’t so tiring.] Fluff wasn’t being sarcastic. Fluff was lazy.

Behind Pel, there was a woman. Her face was masked by a thin black cloth. Her right hand was a dagger, holding with a reverse grip.

She looked at Colt, her mind wandering.

‘Should I do it? Though a war might erupt with the Edgeworths or the Regulus Kingdom, keeping him alive is riskier.’ this woman was Ravager, the Assassin of the Valkyries.

It was clear that Colt held too many secrets. His skills weren’t all that refined, but the sheer power behind every strike was enough to push back Pel, ‘If he grows strong enough, he might come back to the Holy Land with a vindictive heart.’

She wanted to kill Colt.

Ravager contemplated, but her thoughts stopped. She could feel great animosity brewing.

She did not need to search for long to find who it was the intent belonged. It was from the two women who followed Colt in the shadows.

It was a Knight and a female butler. They were ready to move, to kill.

From their eyes, it was clear they would not hesitate to draw their weapons.

Fluff ignored their schemes and lowered his voice, “Your children are coming. Do you want to show them this ugly display?”

Colt’s futile struggles lessened until there was none.

Colt was silent for some time.

Taking a deep breath, Colt eased up, the World Devouring Mark and the golden glow disappeared into his body. Fluff jumped down, and Colt sat down with crossed legs.

It was an abrupt change, but Colt whispered under his breath, “Thank you for stopping me.”

“Nya (Again, no problem).”

After finally calming down, Colt looked around him. The people who were hurt were numerous.

Innocent and guilty alike.

“Young Master Colt, are you okay now?” Sister Mary anxiously asked.

Colt tightly closed his eyes and sighed.

“I’m okay, Sister Mary. You don’t have to worry, I’m not going to attack them… just… get Mina in a room. Is that possible?”

“That can be arranged.” The Cardinal Mother stepped forward to answer.

“…thank you.” Colt showed a weak and pained smile, “Fluff, you’re in charge. Take care of everything… I… need to clear my head.”

He did want to move.

He needed to calm his mind and heart.

It had a long day — too long of a day.

[Leave it to.] Lord Fluff confidently thumped its chest with its paw, [Okay, you heard the human, I am in charge. Sera, the Knight Mary, bring Mina to a room, hmmm? Why are you not moving? You must be surprised to see me talk in a human tongue.]

Fluff cleared its throat, “Meow.” And that little word was enough to convey so many orders to Mary and Sera.

Both Sera and Knight Mary finally broke eye contact with Ravager and followed Fluff’s orders.

‘What a bunch of hot-blooded girls.’ Fluff turned to Sister Fer, [Bearer of the Fire, help prepare the room where Mina shall rest. Make it warm for extra comfort. The temperature here is much colder. Oh yeah, bring the water Valkyrie. She also needs to be treated. Mina roughed her up quite a bit earlier.]

“Yes, Great Lord.” Sister Fer did not hesitate to heed the cat’s commands. She had already thought Colt was full of mysteries, but now even his pets could actually talk, “Miss Sera, Miss Mary, please follow me.”

Mina got carried out of the area with Reis on her belly. The little chick was carefully letting Mina drink blood.

Reis gave him a wing up and left with the rest, leaving Fluff, Colt, Sister Mary, the Cardinal Mother, the Saintess, and Pel.

Ravager disappeared when the fighting stopped.

Fluff stared at them, and they stared at him, “Meo — oh right, you can’t understand me when I talk like that. I should’ve had Sera stay.]

Fluff did not appreciate the human tongue, too many words for a single sentence that could be said in a meow.

“Talk normal,” Colt stated while meditating.

[Shut up, reflect on what you’ve done, or I’ll whoop your ass.]

Colt managed to laugh despite his situation. Fluff’s voice was deep and oppressive; if the others heard him without knowing how he looked, they would think of him as a mighty beast whose form tower over mountains.

Alas, the truth was that he’s but an overfed cat.

Sighing, Lord Fluff finally gave in.

“Fine.” Fluff stopped, “Hey, you people, we owe you an apology, and you owe us what you call something called a groveling worth of apology for starting everything. From that arrow to what your Saintess did, things are not looking good for your side. We got the upper hand in this case, so we get to make the demands. Refuse, and I’ll spread the word about what happened to the Holy Land.”

Fluff did not hesitate to go for the lowest blow. The cat smirked as he reveled at Pel the Shrimp’s livid expression, “Being attacked by the Saintess will result in many backlashes, so it would be best to reel in that killing intent. My beloved nieces are coming; don’t you dare subject them to such an ugly aura… I’ll eat you whole.”

Pel felt a great danger from the cat. Fluff’s final warning behind his voice was not an empty babble, ‘What’s with these people?’

“Good to know that you understand.” Fluff smiled, “Oh yeah, no one tells the children I can talk like this. Their lessons in the cat tongue aren’t over.”

The children were a great source of snacks.

“Okay, that’s enough acting like a pretentious prick, that’s Colt’s job, haha — meow~ hmm? Hey you, tiny, call my “child” back. He’s obviously tired and needs rest, tsk, tsk, tsk, can’t even respect an Earth-Dragon. Hey, are you okay with her being your partner?”

“Thank you for worrying, but she is a good person. I could not ask for a better partner.” Agro spoke softly despite its body.

“If you say so. Did you hear that shrimpy? He’s such a good guy, take care of him well, okay?”

“What did you call me~” she wished to argue, only to be stopped.

One was the Sister Mary, and other was the Cardinal Mother.

“Just do as it says; he just saved your life from the Young Master’s sword.” Sister Mary reminded.

The Rock Dragon Turtle bowed its head to say farewell and returned to its abode, ‘What was that?’ Asked Pel but did not delve any deeper.

Soon after the giant turtle’s disappearance, Colt opened his eyes and finally got back up. Sister Mary wished to approach him and apologize, but Colt stopped her, “My daughters are coming. Let us talk about this later.”

Colt noticed the Saintess hiding behind the Cardinal Mother,

The Saintess was afraid and ashamed to even look Colt in the eyes.

“Don’t be scared. I am no longer angry; just make sure to sort things out with Mina later, okay?”

Colt had just been in a fit of rage earlier. There was no way he could reel it in so quickly.

‘He’s forcing himself….’ Sister Mary said to herself, unknowingly holding the short sword on her waist.

When she realized what she was doing, Sister Mary snapped out of it and looked at her trembling hands, ‘It’s not so easy to shake off,’ she thought.

Turning around, Colt missed the bright smile the Saintess showed soon after those words left Colt’s mouth.

The Saintess could feel her chest being gripped with tightness. She could hardly breathe as she stared at Colt’s back.

“Are you okay, Saintess?” the Cardinal Mother asked.

“I-I am fine.”

The Saintess kept her silence for the time being.

She watched as Colt cleaned himself and waited for his children to arrive. He made sure to smile, and when they arrived, he greeted them with the brightest smile, even joking about how he bumped his head on the ground.

He made sure to free them from fear and anxiety.

To become the pillar they could rely on.

The Saintess watching Colt meet his children, showing them a caring smile, trying to calm them… the Saintess found this endearing, ‘He’s their father…’ she… felt… envious of his children to have someone like him.

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